bike, slide like up on his Klondike, get your dart right We movin on it like, wind breaker niggaz get they face broke Jury get snatched, magazine right on
rest Huuuu, look at that air intake Second gear, passing fakes Revolution per lyric get higher How can I chill when my rhyme's on fire As I approach
star Makin' funky music, hit records are explodin' The free wind is blowin' Higher than the liars, meltin' in the fire How high can you ride? The greatest
la lie All god's children have all gotta die There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers You assumed were accidents, best forgotten Recall the children who broke through the ice on
got But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested I know you know but I'm gon' say this to you I Get high but I don't get too high, so what
on high Once proud and mighty Prepare now to die Destroyed by corruption Pretention and greed Atlantean achievements Dispersed as dry seeds Blown by the winds
make it hot When the pigs come down on the block Would they fuck with you then? Now you wanna get high wit me, organize wit me Start a clothes drive then maybe we can start a fire
got But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested I know you know but I'm gon say this to you I... Get high but I don't get too high So what
Metal-son. By the wind, the moon, the stars and the sun (All my brothers sing this song) I am a Metal-son Magic and fire are taking me higher, as high
the fields of fire Hear the winds of death The battle is now over Our enemies are dead Gathering our brothers We place them on a ship The fire of reliance
?t do it so much anymore 'Cuz we?re all on to her Bring on the tequila, oh On fire on tequila, oh Mostest most on tequila, oh Bestest friends on tequila
Oh God save a drowning man The rain it was a falling and the thunder began to roll The lightning flashed like Hell-fire and the wind began to blow The trees fell on
the waitress call and bring a bottle for every n-gga that's here with me That's the kinda G-Shit I'm on G-Shit I'm on, G-Shit I'm on Got n-ggas rolling
Northern wind brings snow and ice Humans starve and freeze The Fimbul winter has arrived And soon the world will cease to be Brother will be brother
realms of the world Through valleys of darkness On the way to Nifelheim To the house of Hel Where my brother awaits Wailing voices on the wind Urging
peace, love, and understanding?, What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding? "What's Going On" Mother, mother, There's too many of you crying, Brother, brother, brother
of that high-and-mighty scenery's Gonna be leveled to the ground, boy By a bunch a' them mindless strip mines on the land [Chorus] So listen well, my brothers
hit everybody on your block Jump out and cut a bitch Another truck i gotaa put a stain on In the middle of the street screamin bring the pain on